AVA I was the perfect daughter. The perfect hockey prodigy. The flawless sister. My entire life was engineered around mastery-precision-control. Perfection wasn't a goal; it was the only standard I ever allowed myself to breathe under. Starting at Amok College was supposed to be just another arena to dominate. Then she happened. Zara Lewis-a girl sculpted from chaos, stitched together with fury and defiance, a living storm that didn't bend for anyone. The longer she lingered in my orbit, the more my carefully built edges began to crack. Nothing about us made sense. She was the darkness. I was the light. And yet, somehow, she was pulling me under... and I wasn't fighting it. ZARA Perfection hides rot. I saw that the moment I laid eyes on Ava Solace. She wasn't flawless-she was a walking contradiction, polished on the outside, trembling on the inside. And I wanted her. Needed her. My mind is a hurricane of noise and rage, and she was the only thing quiet enough to cut through it. Ava was my downfall. But she was also the only calm I'd ever tasted.